Memory of a Mother A Poem by Coyote Poetry I was raised by a stepmother. I called her mother. She gave love and raised many children. The word Mother should be used in… Continue reading
Twisted City Part one A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Never underestimate fate. When we swim in sin. The Devil may find you. Twisted city ( Men with evil and cold hearts they believe… Continue reading
An empty book. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Need to enjoy life. A good life is many friends and a lot of laughter. An empty book. An empty book is a lonely… Continue reading
True love gives all. (A old memory) Sixty five years together. He still stood by my grandmother with his hand in hers. He shopped daily at the… Continue reading
Blue eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry A very old poem. A wise man always speak with love and kindness to the woman he loved. … Continue reading
Today they asked the USA Generals. Would they kill United State citizens? The Military was used often in civil matters in the history of the USA. This poem is based on some training… Continue reading
Coyote spirit A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last dream is freedom. When it is gone. What is left. Coyote spirit (In Native American Myth. The Coyote was the joker. Laugh at life and… Continue reading
Father’s burden. A Poem by Coyote Poetry My father taught me to appreciate laughter and woman. Father’s burden.. (My father was a Ojibwa/Mexican man in 1950 USA. He never allowed anyone to look… Continue reading
So beautiful A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry. Good dreams. So Beautiful.. (Written 6 April 1980) As beautiful as an early morning sunrise. As bright as a full moon that light up… Continue reading
